The word posted before it happened
The Fifty Hours
Saturday 6:00 PM to Monday 8:00 PM — one hour for every day of Pentecost. Posted before the count finished, with the answer written after.
Same God. Same fire. Different ending.
Saturday I asked what God would do with a room that intentionally made room for Him — and refused to answer it. This is the answer.
God gave words on either side of that night. They came at different times and they say different things — but they all point at the same room. Here’s the order they landed in, and why each one matters.
The words change every cycle. What doesn’t change is that they land on either side of a room, and they always end up saying something about it.
People got saved. People got prayed over. Things got broken off of people, and I believe healing took place in that room.
Tears were shed. Smiles were had. Voices were lifted. The war cry went out. The victory cry went out.
But most of all — we encountered the Lord and Savior, and His manifested glory was in that room.
Photos & video
Coming soon.
We captured the whole night. Testimonies, worship, the altar. It’s coming here and to our socials this week.
The fire alarm went off. More than once.
Now here’s what’s funny: it was the food in the oven. That’s it. That’s the explanation. But my God has character. Sometimes you just have to look up and say, God, You’re funny.
Am I saying that was a sign?
Maybe. Maybe not.
And at the end, when that door opened — the rain was coming down like never before.
Am I saying that was a sign?
Maybe. Maybe not.
All I know is the Lord was in that room.
And all I know is that God loves every single one of you.
Thank you for showing up. For yourself, and for God. I believe He honored that. There was so much love in that room — all of us believers, serving the one true and living God, together in one place.
I believe the Lord is calling His people to encounter Him for themselves. Not through somebody else’s testimony. Not off their mother’s faith or their grandmother’s faith. Face to face, personally, for real.
And I don’t believe it stops with one room on one Monday.
Revival, where every soul meets God face to face. That’s not a slogan. That’s what I saw start in that room.
Were you there? Tell us what God did — it takes two minutes, and yours might be the thing that gets somebody else in the room next time.
Sixty seconds to record it — plus a short survey so we build the next one better.
Or post it yourself and tag #MyEncounterWithJesus
The first testimonies are coming in. Check back — this wall fills up.
Saturday 6:00 PM to Monday 8:00 PM — one hour for every day of Pentecost. Posted before the count finished, with the answer written after.
Same God. Same fire. Different ending.
Date and place aren’t set yet. Get on the list and you’ll know before anyone else.
Encountered. Changed. Sent.